MARRYing My Beloved Cousin (MDSK)
Radit Chaos

Radit drove his car in a fit of annoyance, inexplicably seeing Kenia and Shaka like that made his painstaking wounds close as if they were gaping back.

Aghhhh....

Radit groaned in frustration, but he promised he would be okay.

I have tried, given what will never be my destiny..

Letting go of you was my biggest decision, my painstaking effort to get rid of my love and feelings...

And I have to get used to it..

At first Radit wanted to go home to his apartment, but the speed of his car changed, he needed something to be able to vent everything.

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The sound of music was strong in the ears, people with minimal clothes and also many young men dancing to enjoy the music of the dj.

This is Radit, Dion's Blackzone nightclub friend from college. The last time he was here was long enough, when he was devastated after the death of both his parents.

In front of the bartander table, Radit sat down and enjoyed a bottle of wine, which he drank repeatedly to almost the toilet. His gaze circulated, looking for the figure of Dion, when his head began to feel pain.

"Do you need anything, sir?" Tanya Rain, a beautiful girl who works as a bartender in a diblackzone when she sees Radit look chaotic.

"Hey miss, where is the owner of this bar ? ask Radit who's getting drunk.

"Oh, Mr. Dion is out sir."

"Haha.. Radit broke down to make Rain confused."

"One more bottle." Radit asked.

Rain handed Radit another bottle of wine. Even so Rain was quite worried about the state of the man before him, not because he was afraid, but rather a feeling of pity.

"Before Radit laid down his wine again, he stared intently at Rain.

"If anything happens to me, please call this guy to pick me up" Radit said, pointing out Sam's name on his phone.

"Okay sir, don't drink too much. That's bad for your health." scolds Rain who somehow cares so much about the Radit figure he just met.

"I'm a doctor, I know what's bad for me, it's less painful than the pain I feel."

Rain smiled bitterly, he could already guess if the man in front of him was a promise victim. Or it could be in the Javanese language left pas alas-hayang e.

Maybe that's the mind of Rain, she is an innocent girl who has not known romance well, but she quite knows the journey of love if not happy for sure yes like this.

Radit thrust his hape to Rain, although the woman was busy concocting drinks, he soon found out if Radit needed his help considering that Radit had begun to fumble unclear.

He took the flat object, then called Sam's contact name as Radit pointed out earlier.

Sam: Hello Dit, what's up ?

Radit: Hello sir, can you please pick up Mr. Radit here, he was very messed up, earlier he asked me to contact you.

Sam: Okay share lok only mbak

Radit: Mr. is at Dion Aerospace's Blackzone Club.

Sam: Oh Dion's place, okay not until half an hour I arrive. Please take care of Radit.

Tutt... ! Phone disconnected.

"Oh my God, Radit, you're the reason." muttered Sam while guiding Radit who was almost unconscious.

Rain looked at her with pity, then approached.

"Let me help you get the car, sir" Rain said, wrapping Radit's hand around his neck.

"Thank you, I helped." Sam said after successfully bringing Radit into the car.

" Everyone sir, and this is Mr. Radit's cell phone." Rain handed over Radit's cell phone he had brought to contact Sam.

Sam drives his car to Radit's apartment, he knows enough about Radit's condition like this, definitely because of the impact of Shaka and Kenia's marriage. Sam knows Radit has hardly been to the club since he was with the girl, and now his world may be ruined. Sam can only pray that Radit quickly find a replacement for his brother-in-law and live a normal life again without any awkwardness between Radit and his family.

After reaching the apartment and bringing Radit to the room, Sam now sits on a sofa. Fortunately, he knew Radit's apartment code, so he could handle it. It's not wrong for Radit to ask the woman to contact him.

*Sam: "Hallo ma, I'm sorry Sam went unattended, Sam nginep in Radit's apartment ya ma."

Dina : Tumben Sam, what's wrong?

Sam: Radit's not doing well ma, it's pretty fucked up.

yaudah ma ! Sam just wants to ngabarin mama.

Dina: okay you take care of Radit, Sam.

Tut.. ! dead phone*.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief, as Radit was already beginning to wake up.

"Crazy lo Dit, good thing that girl called me ! just imagine if the girl bad model continues to benefitin elo. hishhhh." cecar Sam.

"Bar. ten... der. that." said Radit stammered.

"Yes, the bartender. She knows Dit. Pepet was still Volos cake even though he worked at his club Dion." said Sam again then took the water and medicine that he had prepared, then gave it to Radit.

Radit took the medicine, his head ached even though his consciousness had returned to normal.

"I've heard stories from Dion if he was in medical school with Dion, but broke up on that road. He's an orphan just as rich as me. That's all I know." said Radit and Sam only beards listening.

But suddenly he showed his smile.

"That means you are the same faculty as him, well you are also with Dion school." Sam concluded.

"Geez, yeah, but I've never seen it."

"I should know him, right?"

"Have come to sleep, I told you that mama is here." cut Sam while laying down beside Radit.

Since college, they have been used to it.

"Trus you said what to Aunt Dina?" ask Radit wonder.

"Gue said you fucked up hahaha." Sam's laughter broke.

"Gilak lo,gue is just drunk too." Radit snatched an upset.

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